I never liked roses. They are over-blown and gaudy, just like the woman he ran off with; their scent cloying and sweet, like his shirt after he’d been with her; their thorns sharp and piercing, like the words… Read More
Posted on 14th Apr 2016 by Ali Isaac
#writephoto, age, author Sue Vincent, betrayal, death, Flash Fiction, micro fiction, roses, short fiction, short story, The daily echo, Thursday photo prompt
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